Ten Pictures of the Snow
It snowed. It snowed a fair amount considering how much snow we normally get. I measured up to 10cm at our house, and I tried not to measure in anything that was obviously a big unnatural pile. It was generally between 3cm and 7cm. People who live in places with lots of snow like to laugh at people who get excited about 5cm of snow, so I would like to say that the snow itself is not remarkable, but the fact that that much of it happened here, and that, in some places like our house, it lasted all day. The stuff on the trees melted, but not noticeably any of the stuff on the ground.
Here's some snow on the ground. That's our street.
It was pretty cool. It was all powdery and not good for making stuff out of - like snow balls or snow men - until later. Well, the snow balls were ok but the snow man wouldn't stay together. (Keep yourself together man!) Unfortunately G decided to go to training in the morning anyway so we didn't get to have a snow ball fight, very sad. Of course, there was no driving so he walked down the hill (just over 20 minutes in normal conditions). I ran around and took pictures. I will intersperse the rest of the blog with gratuitous snow pictures.
The night before the snowy morning we had gone to get fish and chips, as you do on a Friday, from the second closest lot of fish and chip shops. We didn't go to Mum and Dad's for fear that we wouldn't be able to get home again. Good thing too.
We got there alright, even though it had already started snowing earlier in the evening (while we were at the pub where people were trying to snag rides homes with people who had a 4WD. We hoped we'd be able to drive home, otherwise we'd just walk) and it was probably a bit icy too.
To get to the shops, you have to go up a bit and then down a bit. On the way home with dinner we had just gone up an up-a-bit and were going down a down-a-bit when we saw about 3 cars all unable to get up going the other way. Some people were still trying, but another guy whose car seemed to be sliding back down the hill reversed back to park. Lucky we went when we did or it would have been no dinner.
Back to the snowy morning. After doing whatever stuff I did and running out every ten minutes to do some snow related thing, I walked down to meet G for lunch.
In town pretty much all the snow had melted, whereas there was no change at home. Some of the melted snow was refreezing though, making it more dangerous for motorists and pedesterians alike. I saw more than a couple of people unable to get up the hill on my way down. One person kept trying, spinning their wheels. You could smell what I assume was their tires 50m up the street. On my way past them, I noticed a duck trudging up the street in the snow, which seemed a bit odd. You don't normally see ducks in that part of town.
A couple of people from training wanted to go and pick up swords and belts and sword bags from my Mum's house where they had been delivered, so we headed over there in their car - they live somewhere connected to town by flat ground so had been able to drive. Mum and Dad's street is not terribly long or high, but we had to park at the bottom and walk the 5 minutes to their house as the road was too icy. There were three other cars at the bottom abandoning the attempt, and a couple parked a bit oddly on the way up, one nose to the curve, the next nose out in a 'v'.
We went back into town, and it was very strange to be driving along almost dry streets in the sun when only 30 seconds ago we were on a street where people were unable to safely go up or down. G and I had a nice lunch and coffee, and intermittantly it snowed. We did a bit of shopping and then walked home, ascending into the snow and ice. Once again there were stuck and sliding cars, and a lady ahead of us was walking with a ski pole. We saw more than a couple of sets of tyre tracks going into ditches or over grass or over the pavement. There were people sledding, and attempting to snowboard.
Later on it started snowing again, and much of that settled, but not enough to make up all that had melted. By the next day, after a night of high winds, it was all gone. It's still a bit cold, but not icy or snowy at all, and not a sign of it except for strange icebergs on the grass which are the remnants of piles and snowmen created by people the day before that were too large to melt or blow away.
This last picture was taken by G in the afternoon of our house and the falling snow.
Here's some snow on the ground. That's our street.
It was pretty cool. It was all powdery and not good for making stuff out of - like snow balls or snow men - until later. Well, the snow balls were ok but the snow man wouldn't stay together. (Keep yourself together man!) Unfortunately G decided to go to training in the morning anyway so we didn't get to have a snow ball fight, very sad. Of course, there was no driving so he walked down the hill (just over 20 minutes in normal conditions). I ran around and took pictures. I will intersperse the rest of the blog with gratuitous snow pictures.
The night before the snowy morning we had gone to get fish and chips, as you do on a Friday, from the second closest lot of fish and chip shops. We didn't go to Mum and Dad's for fear that we wouldn't be able to get home again. Good thing too.
We got there alright, even though it had already started snowing earlier in the evening (while we were at the pub where people were trying to snag rides homes with people who had a 4WD. We hoped we'd be able to drive home, otherwise we'd just walk) and it was probably a bit icy too.
To get to the shops, you have to go up a bit and then down a bit. On the way home with dinner we had just gone up an up-a-bit and were going down a down-a-bit when we saw about 3 cars all unable to get up going the other way. Some people were still trying, but another guy whose car seemed to be sliding back down the hill reversed back to park. Lucky we went when we did or it would have been no dinner.
Back to the snowy morning. After doing whatever stuff I did and running out every ten minutes to do some snow related thing, I walked down to meet G for lunch.
In town pretty much all the snow had melted, whereas there was no change at home. Some of the melted snow was refreezing though, making it more dangerous for motorists and pedesterians alike. I saw more than a couple of people unable to get up the hill on my way down. One person kept trying, spinning their wheels. You could smell what I assume was their tires 50m up the street. On my way past them, I noticed a duck trudging up the street in the snow, which seemed a bit odd. You don't normally see ducks in that part of town.
A couple of people from training wanted to go and pick up swords and belts and sword bags from my Mum's house where they had been delivered, so we headed over there in their car - they live somewhere connected to town by flat ground so had been able to drive. Mum and Dad's street is not terribly long or high, but we had to park at the bottom and walk the 5 minutes to their house as the road was too icy. There were three other cars at the bottom abandoning the attempt, and a couple parked a bit oddly on the way up, one nose to the curve, the next nose out in a 'v'.
We went back into town, and it was very strange to be driving along almost dry streets in the sun when only 30 seconds ago we were on a street where people were unable to safely go up or down. G and I had a nice lunch and coffee, and intermittantly it snowed. We did a bit of shopping and then walked home, ascending into the snow and ice. Once again there were stuck and sliding cars, and a lady ahead of us was walking with a ski pole. We saw more than a couple of sets of tyre tracks going into ditches or over grass or over the pavement. There were people sledding, and attempting to snowboard.
Later on it started snowing again, and much of that settled, but not enough to make up all that had melted. By the next day, after a night of high winds, it was all gone. It's still a bit cold, but not icy or snowy at all, and not a sign of it except for strange icebergs on the grass which are the remnants of piles and snowmen created by people the day before that were too large to melt or blow away.This last picture was taken by G in the afternoon of our house and the falling snow.
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Living so close to town I saw little of it and by the time I did get out it was mostly gone then rained away. Which was good as I had to get to Roxburgh on Sunday.
Good photos.
Now would be a REALLY good time to make that yellow coat!